Tunnel Vision

Hey there you

In the hole

At the long spotlight end

Of the tunnel vision

You're feeling abandoned, aren't you?

You are frozen

Feet, knees, legs

Locked to the ground

Can't even feel the frostbite of

empty air

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You are trapped in the moment

between when you realized the fall -

wind knocked out of your heart,

arms outstretched - 

 the moment between that, and

the in-breath you never took,

lips parted with the words you kept inside

Swallowed

Was it that? Which knocked your heart into your gut?

The words that you saw would not be heard,

and so you made sure of it?

I can almost see a snowflake drifting

past your face

Surprised by the sudden cold

You are alone and frozen

not in that time or place

But in that feeling

Choosing to stay silent and frozen

and to keep your hope

like a grip on a last coin you'll never spend 

 know you can't move.

But what if I told you: I'm you?

And right now, you are not in a hole.

We are in a warm couch in a house in the future

Where kitchens have music

There's a broad table where the sun shines in

And people who care

You live here and you're happy

Even if you're still in the hole,

you live here now.

You made it.

We all make it.